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Monday, September 25, 2006

♠9:27 AM

An eye for an eye will soon make the whole world blind
- Ghandi

End-years are this Thursday, uhhh,
I guess tht means STUDY!, and PANIC!, and more yoga sessions
During a-math, like (breathe in-- & breathe out-- )
& more COFFEE DEMAND
heitung: “this is like low class starbucks”
Amanda: (chokes and glares)

I miss our on the net chat using our pencil cases, it’s so fun
Plus tessa would have to keep on reaching behind her screen
And ms ho doesn’t wnt to join in the fun ):
Amanda: “hello tessa (enter)”
Tessa: “hi Amanda (enter)”
Amanda: “HOSANNNA! Stop doing chem already la (enter)”
Hosanna: “huh? Cannot, this is important (enter)”
Inggrid: “I’m not invited? (forgets to enter)”
Sorry, we couldn’t read that

Rayna didn’t come on Friday because she was busy spending
Her time in the toilet with her social studies textbook
If I remember correctly, until two in the morning
She so needs a butt-massage
So anyway, I hopped over to sit next to Cheryl at the “lover’s corner”
It isn’t really one considering that drops of rain come in everytime it rains
And tammy keeps turning back to “shhhhht”
But there is sufficient wind
Poor poor johnia, her partner keeps jumping ship (:
I like teasing johnia about how Jamie calls her jooo-nia
Kind of like Joanna, speaking of which
JOANNA! GIVE THE GUY THE LETTTER!
I’ll never forgive you if you dump that chance
Cheryl did love-sessions again, “matters of the heart”
Ha ha ha, I don’t have matters of the heart,
My love life is absolutely non-existent
Uh huh, I’m not lying about this one (:

E-MATH with michelle was full of laughter
she keeps on giving me silly ideas
and her facial expression is (there-but-not-there)
so it turns out looking rather awkward, sending me off on a train
full of laughing gas
“LAZY BUM! I WANT GUM! Or there’s no coffee for you”

I’m thinking tmrw’s dance exam will be swishy
I can picture it (in my mind’s eye- whoever said tht didn’t make sense)
Us: Good Afternoon (smiles pleasantly)
Examiner: Good Afternoon girls! Is your name … (over-enthusiastically)
Us: uh, yes
Examiner: And what are your register numbers?
Us: ONE!(: six, three, fifteen, four, seven
- Music plays –

I just wanna know
If you’ll be my girl

Your desire for attention is appalling
It’s telling me how limited your imagination is
In case you didn’t realize,
I turned my back on you long ago
The past and the present somehow don’t coincide
I won’t give you due attention
Oh, scratch that, not a single bit of attention
I will even curb my temptation to slap you
Because slapping is to give attention

Maybe it was a case of mistaken identity

P/S. I love a-math trigo, beat that

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